*** Dreamt Feb 22-23, 2010 ***
I was in a movie theatre watching a movie about some character who had died and turned into a white wyvern. The wyvern was incredible looking; it was pure white, had a serpent body, and silk-like wings that went down the length of its body. It flew constantly, but felt incredibly alone because it was the only one of its kind. Then the wyvern's (still human) mother died and was turned into a unicorn. The wyvern saw this happen but before he could do anything the the unicorn took flight (a la Santa's reindeer) and headed off in the direction opposite of where the wyvern was.
The wyvern flew with all its might and finally caught up with the unicorn. The two were incredibly happy to be reunited as mythical beasts and flew off together.
It was at about this point that I suddenly came to the realization that this movie was about my death and what happened to me after I died because I was, in fact, dead. I suddenly NEEDED other people to see the movie about my death!
I was with my friend Haden (who had already seen the movie) and we rushed to his parents' house to tell them that they needed to come with us to go see this movie now because it was just so incredible. His parents had heard that one of my parents' children had recently been killed and they (correctly) presumed it was me, so when they saw me they were kindof shocked, but I played it off cool and they started assuming that it must have been older brother who died.
We went back to the theatre with Haden's parent in tow and started watching the movie again. This time I got to see the first of it, which is what explained how I died. Turns out I was at a movie theatre, walking into the theatre where the movie I was going to see was playing, when a lunatic came around the corner with a sythe and killed me with one fell swoop of his weapon. It was quite scary to see, and my perspective kept switching between 1st and 3rd person, so I'd see him coming at me with the sythe, then I'd see myself backing away from him.
Right about then I leaned over to tell the people I was with that "it gets REALLY good after this part". Then I woke up.
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I'd say at least 1 in 10 of my dreams (bear in mind that not all of my dreams are blogged) takes place, at least in part, in a movie theatre. Not sure why that's such a common locale in my dreams...I don't see movies in the theatre all that often.
So my interpretation of the dream is that I'm a lonely, miserable, old man who's afraid he'll be utterly forgotten about when he dies. ...How's that for accepting the grim reality, eh?!
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That's a really compelling screen-play, too! For a dream it was quite coherent.
I wouldn't too broken up about the interpretation. Death doesn't necessarily represent death. It could mean the death of the old way you looked at the world. A rebirth as a beautiful creature. I would be excited. Just be ready to fly with all your might to that unicorn.
I might be concerned about that second part (with the scythe guy). That death felt more sinister. It could be a warning not to watch your life go by as a spectator (in the theater).
Looking at pictures of Wyverns...what's the difference between them and dragons? Lack of forelimb?
Oooo! That's a much better interpretation. We'll go with that one.
Ya know, I'm not really sure the difference between wyverns and dragons. In my dream the beast didn't have ANY limbs, it was really a serpent with huge flowing wings. When I was writing this I thought about using the word "dragon" to describe it, but in my dream it was actually described as a "wyvern"...I don't know that the word was actually said, but I at least thought it.
Jinxy, your dreams are by far superior to mine. I think you have figured out your screen play for your movie this year!
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